So you are such a president

The smile on Cheng Qingrong's face deepened: "That's right."

"what is that?"

"Sexual relationship is..." Cheng Qingrong's gaze gradually moved down from Lin Wenxiu's face until it landed somewhere, he lowered his voice and said hoarsely, "You combine your sexual organs with mine. "

"You mean this?" Lin Wenxiu followed the other person's gaze, "What about your sex organs?"

"You, give me your hand..." Cheng Qingrong's voice trembled slightly, and the fingers he raised to hold Lin Wenxiu couldn't stop trembling, "I'll show...you see..."

Lin Wenxiu gave his hand to the other party.

Cheng Qingrong grabbed his hand and touched behind her.

His body became hot uncontrollably, his blood boiled, the closer he got, the more excited he became.

In fact, at the beginning, Cheng Qingrong was not so excited, but for some reason, when Lin Wenxiu wanted to touch his place with an academic research expression on his face, his excitement was completely unstoppable.

The beast galloping in the blood seemed to rush out of the body, clamoring to tear him apart.

Cheng Qingrong was really afraid that he would not be able to bear it anymore.

The slender and slender fingers finally pressed there through the thin trousers, as if they touched some indescribable nerve, Cheng Qingrong saw Lin Wenxiu's brow raised in surprise, and a look of enlightenment flashed in his eyes .

Has your education been successful?

Cheng Qingrong gritted his teeth to control the shaking of his body, waiting for Lin Wenxiu's next move.

"So that's how it is." Cheng Qingrong heard Lin Wenxiu speak thoughtfully, "It turns out that I want to put my urinary organs into your defecation organs."

Cheng Qingrong: ...

A basin of cold water poured Cheng Qingrong down from top to bottom.

Cheng Qingrong: "...I want to be quiet."

Seeing Cheng Qingrong flopped onto the bed with a dazed expression, wrapped tightly in the quilt, as if he was very cold, Lin Wenxiu couldn't help wondering if he had misunderstood something.

After sorting out the conversation between the two from beginning to end, Lin Wenxiu felt that there was nothing wrong with his understanding.

But Cheng Qingrong looked deeply shocked again, so Lin Wenxiu had no choice but to sit on the bed: "Did I say something wrong?"

Cheng Qingrong's muffled voice came from under the quilt: "No, it was me who was wrong."

"You tell me, I am wrong and I will correct it." Lin Wenxiu said.

"You're really right." Cheng Qingrong's voice became more blurred, "It's my fault, I want to rest for a while, okay dear?"

Perhaps Cheng Qingrong was really depressed, Lin Wenxiu could hear some imperceptible perfunctory in the other party's tone, he pursed his thin lips tightly, moved his Adam's apple, and finally just said: "Okay, you rest first."

Lin Wenxiu's parents left on time at eleven o'clock that night, as they said.

Just like every day in these years, their time together is always so little.Fortunately, although Lin Wenxiu stayed with them less often, they still had a good relationship, because they were all engaged in related work, so they could understand each other, and there was no rift or resentment because of the lack of company.

However, Lin Wenxiu discovered a strange anomaly these days.

My newlywed lady didn't know what was going on, and something was wrong from that day on. When she was eating at night, her expression was also in a trance, frowning from time to time. In the end, she didn't even eat much, so she plunged into the study, and ordered Don't bother everyone.

Anyway, there were only the two of them as the masters in this house, so Mama Wu and the others naturally wouldn't bother Cheng Qingrong, so the other party must have said this to him.

Thinking that the other party might indeed have something to do, Lin Wenxiu obeyed the other party's wishes and did not disturb the other party.

Because the seriousness of the other party was very similar to when he was about to complete a certain job, Lin Wenxiu could understand the other party. After all, when he was struggling with his research, if someone interrupted him, he might turn his face on the spot.

It's just that I don't know what Cheng Qingrong is researching.

Lin Wenxiu wasn't very curious, he had his own things to do, and when the holidays were over, he couldn't wait to drive to school.

As the youngest full professor at Z University, Lin Wenxiu, whose beauty is maximal, is the object of everyone's flocking.

His appearance is inherited from the good genes of his parents. In terms of appearance, he is no less than those stars who are so popular.Coupled with his identity and strength, Lin Wenxiu, who is both excellent in appearance and inwardness, has attracted many admirers.

Usually, Lin Wenxiu also surfs the Internet.

It's just that he went to a professional website for internal communication, where he could exchange some experience and ideas with his colleagues and speak freely.The discussion atmosphere there was also much more relaxed and free than in academic seminars. Every time Lin Wenxiu participated in an academic seminar, the group of people quarreled as they talked, as if they were about to fight.

But for search engines and the like, the number of times Lin Wenxiu used them was very limited.

Because compared to the fragmented and undeterminable information on the Internet, it is obviously faster and more convenient to find books and obtain information by yourself.

Of course, he occasionally searches the Internet for questions such as 'how to refuse a single invitation of the same sex'.

In the past, the reasons for rejection were probably 'busy at work', 'no time', 'have other appointments', these perfunctory excuses can be seen by anyone with a discerning eye, but now it's different, Lin Wenxiu has an aboveboard excuse.

"Sorry, I'm going home to accompany my wife tonight."

The person opposite was obviously stunned for a moment: "Are you married?"

Lin Wenxiu put his hands in his pockets and nodded: "Yes."

"I would like to take the liberty to ask a question." The man showed an extremely disappointed expression on his face, but managed to hold back a smile, "Who is Professor Lin's wife?"

"Cheng Qingrong." Lin Wenxiu said indifferently.As if he felt that his answer was too concise, he added, "Very famous."

"...Okay, I see. Sorry to bother you."

Seeing the back of the other party leaving, Lin Wenxiu withdrew his gaze and walked into the office expressionlessly.

"Rejected again?" Seeing Lin Wenxiu returned to the office, Dou Shuya, who had watched the whole process in the next office, walked in with a smile.

"Yeah." Lin Wenxiu nodded coldly and turned on his computer.

The school's treatment of professors is not bad, after all, it is considered a well-known university, and compared with some universities, it is relatively generous in terms of certain treatment.Full-professors like Lin Wenxiu have their own independent offices, which are even very spacious, with a small reception area, and that person just rushed into Lin Wenxiu's office.

Dou Shuya moved a chair and sat opposite to the office where she was doing her work, holding a cup of tea in her hand, and lazily knocked her chin on the table: "It's so boring, you are being pursued by someone, pity I am in my 30s, and I have to be beaten every day." You hit."

Lin Wenxiu glanced at her, too lazy to speak.

Dou Shuya looks good, and being a full professor in her 30s is considered young and promising, so suitors are naturally indispensable. Such similar complaints are just casual remarks.

Sure enough, Dou Shuya said again: "Why haven't you come to work for three days, your little doctoral student has come to look for you these days."

Lin Wenxiu raised his eyelids and glanced at Dou Shuya: "I'm asking for leave to get married."

Dou Shuya: ...

"Damn!" Dou Shuya almost jumped up from the chair, "Why don't I know!"

"No! Why didn't you invite me! As your best friend, colleague and partner, why didn't you invite me?" Dou Shuya was extremely hurt, "Let's end our friendship."

Lin Wenxiu said lightly, "Aren't you on a business trip?"

"I can invite you even when I'm on a business trip, maybe I can come back in time." Dou Shuya was very unconvinced.

"Have you turned on your contact tool?"

"...By the way, why didn't you invite that little doctoral student of yours? You've been taking him for two years." Dou Shuya changed the subject very bluntly, "What's his name, what's he often..."

"Chang An."

"Yes, yes, why didn't you invite him?"

The computer was already turned on, Lin Wenxiu opened the browser casually, logged in to the exchange forum, and replied to Dou Shuya's words: "My wife is organizing the wedding, and I only found out about it on the wedding day."

"It's no wonder you didn't reveal anything before, because you didn't know you were going to get married." Dou Shuya was speechless, "You really have a big heart."

Lin Wenxiu thought it was true.

Cheng Qingrong was busy with the wedding during this period, and his whole family didn't do anything, and he even made a mess. I really feel sorry for him.

Thinking of this, Lin Wenxiu stopped logging in to the forum, and looked up at Dou Shuya: "I have a question to ask you."

Dou Shuya was flattered and exaggeratedly said: "I can't bear it, I'm honored to ask Professor Lin Da for advice."

Lin Wenxiu was a little amused, and couldn't help twitching the corner of his mouth. He thought for a while before asking: "I think my wife seems a little tired during this time. May I ask what can I do to make him happy?"

"Tired..." A very ambiguous smile suddenly appeared on Dou Shuya's face, but she still tried her best to put on a serious face and said: "If he likes you, a little move by you can make him very happy. For example, an exquisite gift, or a compliment, of course, it must be sincere."

Lin Wenxiu was thoughtful.

He seemed to understand what Dou Shuya said a little bit.

"Thank you, I'll do it."

Dou Shuya laughed, feeling that the current situation is very rare: "Being able to thank Lin Meiren personally, I will die without regret."

Lin Wenxiu glanced at her expressionlessly.

Dou Shuya scratched her head: "You can't flirt with high-cold beauties. That's fine, then I'm leaving, and there will be a public class later."

"Ah."

After getting up and closing the door, Lin Wenxiu clicked on the memo on the desktop, and carefully typed lines of words on it.

1 In the open class in the morning, don’t be impatient when students ask questions, but answer patiently 2 Remember to remind him to check the grammar in the paper again when eating with Chang An at noon 3 Send a text message to Mom and Mommy, wishing them a smooth seminar 4. Buy a gift for Cheng Qingrong after work, and give it to him with a gentle attitude. 5. Praise Cheng Qingrong, with a good attitude, not half-hearted

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